It curls around the corner
Bullet splits wind
Swallow the air
I tingle inside
The engine revs
Grumbling like
A rocket
Smile for
Me
And. Sit a while
Back arched forward
I crumble
Sentences lost
Man in silver
Man in gold
Your midnight
Hair
Is sight to behold
The beauty
Of your
Skin
A twilight tan
Maybe one
You'll clench
My hand
And sweep me
Like a paperdoll
A voice so.big
A self so small
We can have
Monitor's by
A walnut bookshelf
Marry me with words
I am overwhelmed
The slumber of a
Waking dragons rule
In heat and flame
Let's be two fools
Otata
